Frivolous

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In response to the Daily Post’s one word prompt, Frivolous, this is my take on it. The above quote by Margaret Atwood says it all. I’ve always had trouble keeping my big mouth shut, but, I wasn’t always wrong. When I was younger, if I ever saw what I thought was the slightest injustice, I’d wade in and let fly, all barrels firing and let them have it all, whoever they were. I never saw anything wrong with that, and when you’re young and able, you can let fly in full knowledge that you are able to deal with any retaliation whether physical or verbal.

Nowadays it seems different. Apart from being a lot older and a lot less nubile, particularly in respects to flight or fight, I have to think twice or perhaps three times before I let rip. The people I seem to come up against that need a good verbal bashing also seem to be the same young wags that wouldn’t think twice to slapping you around the back of the head after less than two or three words of a tirade of vocal lashings.

And so it is, I have to select my audience carefully these days, and a good source are bankers! Yes, go into any of these new High Street banks that have the open plan designs, there’s always a couple ready and willing to pounce on you as soon as you step through the automatic doors. Before you know it, there’s half a dozen of them, like vultures, all wanting to take money from you in one con or another! Let them have their 5 minutes, let them think they’ve hoodwinked you and then…….. let them have both barrells!

At the top of your voice, ‘Leave me alone……….I want to speak to the manager……….How dare you suggest I don’t know how to manage my finances……………. What’s wrong with shape of my wife’s head?’ Oh hang on, I’m on a roll here and certainly causing a commotion. It isn’t long before a senior official comes over, drags you off to a posh office with the offer of a nice cup of tea! Drink the tea, tell them you’ve had enough and you’re going to the bank down the way, then do it all over again. When you get to my age, you can get away with it, but a word of warning, you won’t be treated so well if you try it in say a builders merchants!

This then is my take on Frivolous. It’s grumpliciousness really, and if you want to have a good laugh, do it, especially in the bank. The older I get, the more frivolous I want to be.

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6 Comments
  • Life With Jess
    March 28, 2016

    I have the same issue. I am pretty sure I am no longer welcome at my local Dunkin Donuts. I just can’t deal with dumbness. 🙂

    • admin
      March 28, 2016

      Haha, thank you for your comments, Jess. That’s life I suppose, but I can’t say it’s such a bad thing not being able to got to Dunkin Donuts anymore.

  • davekingsbury
    March 29, 2016

    Reminds me of the Jenny Joseph poem about growing old and wearing purple … makes you jealous of women, they can wear stupid stuff and get away with it!

    • admin
      March 29, 2016

      Haha, I don’t care anymore, I wear what I want including silly hats. The one good thing about getting older is no one cares what you look like. 🙂

      • gloverdeb
        April 1, 2016

        No one cares what you look like? Including Mrs. Jones?

        • admin
          April 1, 2016

          I suppose she does really. 🙂




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